"How could such a thing happen to me?" Taifu Chu snorted lightly, but a look of thought appeared on his face.
After a while, he said: "Wuer, how about it?"
"No-duality?" Qiao Jijiu thought about it and said, "No-duality means non-duality. There is a Zen principle of non-duality in the Buddha's words. The principle of one reality is the way for the equality of all things in the world, and there is no difference between them. It is called non-duality.
two……"
"Isn't it consistent with what she did?" Taifu Chu said: "With her words and deeds, joining this society as a woman, and fighting against secular prejudices, isn't this exactly the right way to practice?"
Qiao Jijiu smiled and nodded "yes".
"Speaking of which..." Mrs. Chu frowned, then looked at Qiao Jijiu and asked, "Does she know exactly what she is doing and what she wants to do?"
"Did you just say that children are playing around? The little girl just likes to be lively. How can a child of this age have any profound meaning worth mentioning..." Qiao Jijiu said with a nonchalant smile: "If you follow this unique method,
It’s just a matter of accident and unintentional intervention.”
Taifu Chu snorted again: "You, Zangzangyeye... You can't tell the truth now, are you still afraid that I will eat her?"
Qiao Jijiu sighed, with a look of injustice on his face.
But he still changed the topic and returned to the name of the club: "Even if we don't mention the Buddhist Zen philosophy, the word "unique" is still suitable...After all, my student is indeed unique!"
Hearing the words "I am a student", Mrs. Chu curled his lips: "I say, although you are a good student, you are not the one who taught me."
When I was painting at Deng Tai Lou, I hadn’t learned painting from him yet!
This student has his own skills and it has nothing to do with him being a half-way teacher.
Mrs. Chu kept thinking incessantly, "And what she copied was Chong Yue's handwriting. Those were the students I taught. If you think about it, huh..."
As Taifu Chu spoke, his old face relaxed a little.
Qiao Jijiu was also happy and smoothed his hair: "Yes, yes, who in the world has not read your articles and poems, and which young person has not been inspired by your knowledge? Who in this world does not respect you as a teacher?"
No matter how he said it, he didn't suffer any loss. After all, the students were his and no one could take them away.
However, Taifu Chu waved his hand with disgust and stopped Qiao Yang from continuing.
"What kind of student in the world..."
He doesn't care about it.
Not everyone can come up to him and call him teacher.
The two chatted for a while, and then Taifu Chu asked casually: "My painting is not finished yet?"
"The painting is not finished yet?" Qiao Jijiu was surprised.
"Why do you want to imitate me?" Mrs. Chu frowned: "What, your painting is ready?"
Qiao Jijiu smiled reservedly.
No, he has been hanging in the study room of the Imperial College used for official business for quite some time.
"Of course I have to pay more attention to the painting I gave you." Qiao Jijiu consoled her conscience.
Mrs. Chu glanced in the direction of the bamboo forest and said dissatisfiedly: "...I think she has clearly forgotten. She really only knows how to play and play with things all day long."
Qiao Jijiu: "..."
Didn’t you just say that playing around like this is also a skill?
How come it changes when it involves your own painting?
Speaking of which, this old man came here specially today. Could it be that he came here to encourage painting?
"Since the Dragon Boat Festival, I haven't seen Tai Tu for nearly two months. But the Ministry of Rites is busy with official duties?"
These words were like a life-threatening charm. When Master Chu heard this, his face became filled with pain.
"Then there's no such thing as busyness... Those official duties stacked up on the desk are older than I am! If they are stacked up on the floor, they are longer than my life!"
"Besides working during the day, it's often dark and no one can leave. As soon as I see someone holding a lamp, I wish I could pour all the lamp oil on the official document, throw a candle on it, and let it burn!"
Qiao Jijiu: "..."
This is someone who knows how to be crazy.
It even feels like perishing together.
In the next quarter of an hour, the old lady's crazy mouth didn't stop.
When Qiao Jijiu heard this, he wanted to slap himself twice in his heart - why is his mouth so ungrateful? What's wrong with mentioning something?
If you pour this bitter water, the river in front of you will turn into a sea of bitterness. If you drink this water, the fish in the river will reflect on what sin you have done to suddenly be punished like this.
"...Recently, I have been busy with the matter of selecting the crown princess. I haven't even mentioned her birth date. It's not really a wedding, it's just an appointment. All the trivial matters have been pushed to the Ministry of Etiquette!"
Qiao Jijiu finally listened with interest and lowered his voice and asked: "Are we really going to choose a crown princess?"
"Is this still false? We have been planning to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival Flower Banquet since last month. At that time, all noble ladies in the capital who are over 12 years old and under 18 years old will attend the banquet..."
Qiao Jijiu was thoughtful: "The saint still agreed..."
The proposal to elect a crown princess was initiated by those noble officials.
"So what if you don't agree? Can you prevent someone from getting a wife on the surface?" Taifu Chu said: "As the saying goes, if you don't establish a career for someone, how can you not build a family? If that's the case, those people can't take advantage of this.
Did the conversation cause a huge quarrel?"
Qiao Jijiu became a little nervous after hearing this, and subconsciously looked around - this was outside!
"Although the saint has to compromise on this matter, in the final analysis, the princess will have to be chosen sooner or later. It is better to try to take advantage of the opportunity..."
"Taifu, Taifu..." Qiao Jijiu didn't dare to listen anymore, and quickly interrupted with a smile: "Fishing, let's fish."
Taifu Chu glanced at him: "What are you afraid of? I'll just have a few words with you in private."
Qiao Jijiu: "..."
He doesn’t really want this fatal preference!
Although they are like-minded and fearless when it comes to losing their official positions, he is not ready yet for losing his life... After all, compared to the old master, he is still young.
"Throw this handful of fish food and let's see how many fish emerge..." Taifu Chu looked at the river surface ruffled by the breeze and ended his words with this sentence.
Qiao Jijiu also looked at the river, with a bit of sigh and a bit of worry in his eyes.
He does not belong to any faction, but those people are fighting over each other all day long. How many people in this world can avoid suffering along with them?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The selection of the Crown Princess this time is obviously to select a concubine for the Crown Prince. However, under the so-called flower banquet full of flowers, I don’t know what is hidden under it.
A rain of swords, guns and blood.
Mid-Autumn Festival Flower Banquet...
There are less than two months left.
Regardless of the overall situation, fortunately, the two daughters in his family will not be involved. Mian Mian has an eye disease, and Ning Ning has a brain disease...
Although the latter does not affect basic life, what she did during these days has nothing to do with being virtuous, quiet and graceful, and does not meet the conditions for choosing a crown princess.
If there are no accidents, nothing will happen.
When Qiao offers wine, he can fish in peace.
You can’t take care of the overall situation, just take care of your own family first.
"Coming, coming..." Master Chu suddenly lowered his voice.
Qiao Jijiu immediately became energetic and quickly looked at where the opponent's fishhook was.
At this moment, the old willow tree next to the two of them was suddenly hit by something, making a "bang" sound.
Immediately, something fell from the tree.
Looking at the polo that hit the fish basket and frightened away the fish that was about to take the bait, the old lady glared angrily: "Who did this!"
Cui Lang, who volunteered to pick up the ball, heard this question, his scalp tightened, and he turned back gently.
A group of teenagers looked at each other, but no one dared to say a word.
There is no student who is not afraid of offering wine, not to mention the fact that there is a particularly fierce Master Chu now.
I should have asked Yubai to pick it up, but Yubai is not here today.
So the young men silently looked at the master of the club.
Cui Lang also looked at his master.
Although the master's life is also his life, after all, the master is a girl, and he has been praised by Mrs. Chu, so I think Mr. Chu will be merciful.
Chang Suining had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the head of the family and go to the river to pick up the ball.
"How did you hit the ball?"
"If you are reckless, if you hit me this way, you will be murdering an important official of the imperial court!"
Taifu Chu threw the fist-sized painted polo over angrily.
Chang Suining stretched out his hand to catch it steadily, smiled and apologized.
"Where are my paintings?" When this was mentioned, Master Chu became even more angry.
"I'm painting." Chang Suining opened his mouth and came over: "I have scrapped more than ten paintings. I am not satisfied with it regardless of whether I look at it or not. That's why I have delayed it until now."
Mrs. Chu looked at her doubtfully.
"Teacher just gave your juju club a name." Qiao Jijiu opened his mouth at the right time and asked the girl in a narrow light green robe with sweat on her forehead with a smile: "How about Wuer Club?"
The girl's eyebrows were wet with sweat, and she looked at Master Chu: "Very good, thank you, Master Chu. Then I'll call it this."
Grand Tutor Chu was very impressed in his heart, but he didn't agree with it on his face. He just said: "It's getting late, so don't lose your mind by playing with things."
The implication is less playing polo and more painting.
"Yes, we will play one more round to determine the winner and then go back."
Taifu Chu looked at her polo-playing attire, and somehow his tone became gentler. He sighed softly: "Little girl, don't always play with swords and sticks..."
It's not that he has any prejudice against girls.
But compared to being injured due to hard work, there is nothing wrong with being safe.
His students had spent their childhoods apart from studying and spending time in martial arts arenas. They often had bruises here or bruises there.
Later, I went to the battlefield, and every time I returned to Beijing, I saw no bruises or bruises.
But he knew that under that seemingly majestic robe and armor, there were many scars hidden that he was unwilling to know.
I have suffered so many injuries and experienced so many things that ordinary people cannot imagine, but in the end...
Even after many years, thinking about this, Taifu Chu still felt a dull pain in his heart.
It's not without reason that he hates this court and this world.
In his sight, the girl smiled brightly: "Don't worry, Taifu, I will be careful."
"Knives and sticks have no eyes, so you can't just be careful." Taifu Chu regained his angry expression: "Whenever I hurt my wrist and can't hold the brush steady, you will cry."
Qiao Jijiu silently glanced at his old friend - he was crying, right? After all, he hadn't gotten the painting yet.
"It is precisely because you want to hold the brush more steadily that you need to strengthen your body." Changsui Ningchao said to Taifu Chu: "You also need to exercise properly and don't always sit and fish. Only when your body bones are stretched can you be healthier."
Taifu Chu did not appreciate it: "Why do you want to be so healthy? I have lived long enough."
Qiao Jijiu was helpless: "What are you talking about... Now is the time when your descendants will be around you to take care of yourself."
Taifu Chu started blowing his beard again: "I really want to enjoy my old age, but Uncle Wei Yi talked behind his back and came up with this evil idea and pushed me to the position of Minister of Rites of Lao Shizi!"
Chang Suining: "...?"
Wonderful.
"It's annoying to see the children and grandchildren hanging around and making noise." Taifu Chu continued fishing.
He has a picky temper and is not nice to talk to. The children and grandchildren in the family always have a headache when they see him.
And his indiscriminate pickiness is not without reason. He has been like this since he was a child. He was once forced to go to the Huichun Pavilion for medical treatment by his family. After listening to his self-report and the description of his family, the doctor at the Huichun Pavilion concluded that he was suffering from the disease.
A rare disease called stupidity.
There is no cure for this disease of being upset when seeing stupid people.
However, the doctor still gave a lot of advice, explaining that he must pay attention to regulating his mood, come to the hospital to seek counseling in time when necessary, and prescribed prescriptions for regulating his mood - of course, these were all for his family.
His disease, which was judged to be incurable, was once cured.
But the medicine primer was gone, and the attack happened again.
Now he is not only tired of stupidity, but even a little world-weary.
"The master is not yet seventy." The girl's voice sounded again, "It's better to live longer. Maybe there will be another surprise one day."
Taifu Chu sneered: "What surprises can I have at my age..."
After a moment, he turned around and saw that the girl had run back.
"That day when I was looking at paintings in the Dengtai Pavilion, Taifu was a little surprised." Qiao Jijiu said casually with a smile.
Master Chu didn't say anything, but he didn't deny it either.
The two of them looked at the river and fished in silence.
…
The fact that the Juju club formed by the girls from the Chang family was named "Wuer Club" spread quickly in the Imperial College and aroused a lot of heated discussion.
"Wuer...that's what number one means?"
"Isn't this tone too loud?"
"Whether it's important to speak loudly or not, you have to ask Master Chu." Cui Lang appeared behind a group of students who were discussing the matter at some point, and sighed: "Master Chu gave it to me, and we, as juniors, can't refuse it.
"
This statement sparked heated debate.
This matter reached Song Xian's ears, causing him to frown.
…
The next day was the day when Chang Suining returned to Xingningfang.
In the early morning, Chang Kuo had not returned from the morning, but Chang Sui'an was waiting outside the house with A Dian.
"Little Ah Li, is there anything interesting happening in the Imperial College recently?"
Chang Suining and A Dian talked all the way.
After entering the hall, Chang Sui'an sent a few plates of A Dian's favorite snacks over. A Dian couldn't care less about talking to Chang Sui Ning for a while.
Chang Sui'an stood aside and whispered to his sister: "Ning Ning, there is news from Bingzhou."
Chang Suining: "Have you found Wu Lin?"
After learning the origin of the picture of a girl with red beans two months ago, Chang Kuo immediately sent people to Bingzhou secretly to arrest the person. However, news came back a month ago that Wu Lin was missing. He was probably guilty of being a thief and knew about the Chang family.
Later, they would come to the door and escape early.
But people still had to keep looking, and it was another month before news came back.
Chang Sui'an nodded: "I found it, but... the person is dead."
Chang Suining was not surprised and just asked: "How did you know you died?"
